"One person, five ten-thousand Yang Yuan Stones..."
Upon hearing the words that emanated from Lin Dong's mouth, even though they clearly knew their lives were in his hands, Cao Zhu still couldn't help but widen his eyes and roar in anger: "Five ten-thousand Yang Yuan Stones? Why don't you just go rob someone?"
"I am doing exactly that right now, aren't I?" Lin Dong smiled as he raised the Li Huo Sword in his hand. The sharp edge of the sword carried a trace of scorching energy as it slowly approached the throats of the two men.
"Stop! Stop!"
Seeing the blade magnify within their pupils, Liu Long could no longer contain himself and hastily shouted. Only when Lin Dong's sword stopped did he bitterly laugh and say: "Brother Lin Dong, five ten-thousand Yang Yuan Stones is truly too much. We probably can't afford that."
"Do you want your lives or the Yang Yuan Stones? You have a choice."
Lin Dong smiled as he said this; although his smile appeared rather friendly, to Liu Long and the other it was like staring into the face of a demon. It was only then that Liu Long realized how foolish their decision to ambush Lin Dong for revenge truly was. This man's strength was practically comparable to Senior Brother Zhou Tong.
"I don't have much time. I need to enter the tower soon. If you can't make up your minds, then let me help you decide," Lin Dong lightly tapped the Li Huo Sword in his hand and said with a smile.
"Alright, here!"
Seeing the hint of impatience on Lin Dong's face, Liu Long finally dared not say anything more. He clenched his teeth and took out a Qiankun bag from his bosom, tossing it towards Lin Dong.
After Lin Dong received it and inspected it, he smiled approvingly. Then, he turned his gaze to Cao Zhu, whose face was as pale as if he had lost his parents, and gently asked: "And yours?"
"I only have four ten-thousand Yang Yuan Stones altogether on me."
Cao Zhu gritted his teeth and said so. Then, he saw Lin Dong's hand stretch out towards him: "Hand it over."
His lips twitched uncontrollably, and Cao Zhu could only painfully cough blood as he took out another Qiankun bag from his bosom and threw it into Lin Dong's hand.
"Hehe, thank you for your generous gifts."
After putting both Qiankun bags into his bosom, Lin Dong's smile became even more pronounced. He waved the Li Huo Sword in his hand and laughed while Liu Long stared longingly: "This sword is quite good. I'll take it first."
After saying this, Lin Dong once again decisively put the Li Huo Sword into his Qiankun bag. He gave a polite bow to the two disheveled figures sitting on the ground and smiled: "Thank you both. Hope to see you often in the future..."
"Pfft."
Liu Long and Cao Zhu, already furious and heartbroken, upon hearing this, immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. Their vision went somewhat dark. Just this one time, all their possessions were stripped away. What would happen next time? Would they be drained of blood and skin?
After taking the Qiankun bag, Lin Dong no longer paid any attention to these two and directly walked towards the mental barrier leading to the sixth level.
The mental barrier leading to the sixth level was extremely strong. Even with the combined efforts of Liu Long and Cao Zhu, they hadn't managed to successfully enter. It was rumored that during the last Tower Battle, the best result achieved by people from Tian Huo City was reaching the sixth level, whereas those from Yan City had all stopped at the fifth level.
Standing before the mental barrier, Lin Dong slowly enveloped his entire body with his spiritual energy. Under the watchful eyes of Liu Long and Cao Zhu behind him, he took a step forward.
As Lin Dong's body touched the mental barrier resembling waves, the barrier slightly trembled, rippling layer by layer. His body gradually stepped inside until it disappeared.
"Did he enter?!"
Upon seeing Lin Dong's disappearing figure, both Liu Long and Cao Zhu's faces changed dramatically. There was a touch of horror in their eyes. During this Tower Battle, only two people had smoothly entered the sixth level - Zhou Tong from Tian Huo City and Zi Yue from Yan City. But judging from the current situation, it seemed that Lin Dong had also entered the sixth level.
"Liu Long Senior Brother, what do we do now?" Cao Zhu asked with a bitter expression. This time, their losses were indeed severe.
"What else can we do? Let's try to stay here as long as possible." Liu Long shot him an angry glare and replied.
"Are we just going to let Lin Dong take those Yang Yuan Stones?" Cao Zhu hesitated for a moment and then said with great reluctance.
"And what do you propose we do? That young man's strength is probably on par with Senior Brother Zhou Tong. Neither of us are a match for him. If it weren't for the rule against killing in this Tower Battle, that guy would have surely dealt with us earlier. If you're planning to commit suicide, don't drag me along!" Liu Long roared angrily. Thinking about today's outcome filled him with rage. If he had known beforehand, he wouldn't have been tempted by Cao Zhu's wealth. Now, he gained nothing and ended up losing everything.
Seeing Liu Long's fury, Cao Zhu shrank back, not daring to say anything more. He could only look dejected, like a deflated eggplant...
On the open space outside the Symbolist Tower, Master Yan and others were all watching the tall gray tower intently. At this moment, the Symbolist Tower was emitting light. Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that this light was formed by countless light points.
These light points, from bottom to top, gradually faded, becoming completely dispersed by the seventh level. On the sixth level, there were only two light points. However, the brightness of these two light points was unusually vivid.
"It seems that Zi Yue and Zhou Tong have both entered the sixth level..." A middle-aged symbolist beside Master Yan spoke, implying that these light points represented the number of people.